Don't follow the rules

Chapter 485: Haojiu Home Furnishing City (Sixty-one)

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Hearing the slightly anxious call in her ear, Yingying opened her eyes with difficulty.

"It is you……"

"You know me?!" An Han was surprised. He thought he was very low-key among the chickens.

Yingying struggled to stand up, and Anhan hurried forward to help. Perhaps because of the heavy bale of straw that fell on her, she had some internal injuries. Yingying no longer looked as agile as before, and even getting up was very difficult for her.

"I don't know you, but I know that you are probably the only one in the whole farm who has never said anything bad about me," Yingying said, glancing at him, and then added, "At least I haven't caught you saying it."

An Han smacked his lips: "So you heard all their whispers?"

"I'm just too lazy to care about it and it's delaying my training." Yingying said.

She looked up and around. This was an old, half-collapsed chicken coop. It had collapsed due to snow a few days ago, killing many chickens. It had not been repaired since then. They just picked up all the dead chickens and disinfected them. There was even a lingering smell of blood here, so the surviving chickens were gradually unwilling to approach this place.

"Why did you bring me here?" Yingying asked.

An Han said: "It's quiet here, and that man won't find out you're injured right away."

"That man?"

"It's the one who brings food in a bucket every day."

"You mean the God who sowed the gospel for us?"

"...Gospel? God? Your stories are getting more and more outrageous." An Han smiled speechlessly.

Yingying was puzzled: "Why should we avoid being discovered by him? He brought us food to keep us from starving, provided us with shelter to protect us from the wind and rain, and even built fences to protect us from wild animals. He should be kind. If he found that I was injured, he would definitely treat me, right?"

An Han shrank his neck: "He won't."

Yingying: "How do you know?"

An Han: “I just know it.”

The two turkeys stared at each other and fell into silence.

"Hehe" An Han finally broke the embarrassing situation. He looked away and started a new topic. "By the way, how did you get injured? I've actually been paying attention to you. I know that the amount of training you did today was not enough to cause you to get injured."

Yingying repeated in surprise: "Yes, how could I be injured?"

An Han:......

"Sister, I'm asking you, don't throw the question back to me."

Yingying said confidently: "Because I don't know either."

She propped up her wings and put her hands on her hips. "Besides, who is your sister? You are obviously older than me. When I first came here and was still a chick, I saw you hiding among the chickens and acting sneaky."

An Han was shocked and said, "You noticed me at that time? I was obviously keeping a low profile on purpose!"

"Brother, 'deliberate' and 'low-key' are almost antonyms. Don't you feel uncomfortable?" Yingying rolled her eyes.

An Han was a little depressed: "I thought coming out to save you today was the biggest adventure of my life, but it turns out that I have been jumping back and forth on the edge of death."

Yingying was confused again: "What do you mean? Is there anything wrong with being the first to stick out? I stick out every day, why do you say I'm on the verge of death?"

"...It's hard for me to explain this to you." An Han stared at Yingying's eyes, which were as clear and wise as those of a college student, and finally chose to shut up. The two turkeys were talking to death again.

But Yingying didn't ask any more questions: "No matter what, thank you for being the first to save my life today. I will accept your kindness. If you are in trouble in the future, I will never stand idly by."

An Han was amused and chuckled: "You speak in a chivalrous manner."

Yingying: "Is it something bad?"

An Han: “No, it’s very good stuff.”

Yingying: "Then I will continue to keep it."

She seemed to have rested enough, so she shook her feathers to get rid of the messy grass debris, straightened her back, held her head high, and walked out of the house in a goose-step.

"Hey, hey, hey, real? You still have to go to training?" An Han chased after her in disbelief and asked, "You don't care at all? You don't even seem to intend to figure out the reasons for these abnormalities today?"

"Don't try to figure out something you don't understand. Save your energy for figuring it out and run a few more laps. The truth is illusory, but your muscles and strength are real."

An Han paused for a second: "I was almost convinced by you."

Yingying said proudly: "It shows that what I said makes sense."

An Han: "But due to unknown reasons, you can no longer run or carry weights. Do you still want to continue training?"

Yingying: "Can't you also do sit-ups and pull-ups?"

"Is the problem sit-ups?!" An Han stood in front of Yingying, blocking her way.

"What other problem could there be?" Yingying asked back.

An Han was so anxious that he turned around in circles and scratched the tumor on his head with his wing: "No, it's, that... You mean, if you can't run, then do weights, and if you can't do weights, do sit-ups, and just switch between them? Don't you plan to solve the problem of suddenly not being able to run? It's obvious that someone is behind this."

He carefully analyzed for Yingying: "The other party knew that you were an arrogant and outgoing martial arts fanatic, but they deliberately made you lose your martial arts power in front of everyone. Moreover, they did not destroy your body instantly, but gradually, cutting off the fuel from under the cauldron..."

An Han concluded seriously: "He is planning to destroy your Taoism."

"so what?"

Yingying replied: "Even if we know that someone is playing tricks, there is nothing to investigate. If I am really affected and the training is suspended, wouldn't that be exactly what that person wants?" She spoke sincerely, without any sophistry.

"I don't know who is the one who tripped me up, and I don't care. If he wants to block my way, I will fly in front of him."

Yingying raised her wings high and spoke with confidence.

An Han looked at Yingying speechlessly. Facing the sun, he felt that she seemed to be really glowing.

"I have tried flying before..." An Han came back to his senses, his voice still a little palpitating, "It ended badly."

"What happened? Did you break a bone?" Yingying asked, looking him up and down. "Although you lack exercise, you look healthy."

"It's much more serious than a broken bone. If you insist on training, I can't stop you, but the people behind the scenes will definitely continue to watch you, and you will definitely encounter various obstacles in the future. What I want to say is, no matter what happens, you must not let anyone find out that you are seriously injured. You will die, really die." An Han warned.

Yingying flexed his muscles and said, "Don't worry, there is no chicken in the whole farm that can match me."

"The mediocre turkeys are nothing to be afraid of. The only butcher here is your God."

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